Kill the enemy and get a wife? I'll single-handedly slaughter my way through the Northern Barba

Lin Feng followed Yingtao around the screen inside the house and into the inner room, where he saw a woman holding a sheet music, lost in thought.

Her skin was as white as snow, her figure was lithe, and her features were exquisite.

In the candlelight, a pair of bright phoenix eyes seemed to hold a pool of autumn water as they moved about.

nice!

This was the first thought that came to Lin Feng's mind when he saw Song Yuwei wearing a veil.

Even with only half her face showing, he, who had seen countless beauties in the entertainment industry in his previous life, had to admit that the woman before him possessed a lively charm that those screen actresses could not match.

"Young lady, General Lin has arrived!"

Cherry called softly, waking Song Yuwei from her reverie.

Song Yuwei raised her head, her gaze falling on Lin Feng, a faint smile in her phoenix eyes.

"Yuwei observed that General Lin's completed musical score was a masterpiece, demonstrating his exceptional talent. Did General Lin study music theory?"

Now, looking at Song Yuwei up close, Lin Feng can better appreciate her vivacity and stunning beauty.

She possessed none of the vulgarity of a woman of the night; instead, she exuded a rich scholarly air.

Like a beautiful jade fallen to earth, pure and refined.

"I……"

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment before giving a vague answer: "Would Miss Song believe me if I said I was lucky and had a sudden inspiration to complete this musical score?"

Song Yuwei was slightly taken aback, then covered her mouth and chuckled, "General Lin is joking. Cherry, serve General Lin some tea."

As she spoke, she gestured from afar, inviting Lin Feng to take a seat.

The furnishings in Song Yuwei's room were elegant and exquisite. After Lin Feng sat down, he heard her say softly, "General Lin, you shouldn't have had that conflict with Wang Qian outside."

Although she was inside, she naturally knew what had happened given the commotion outside.

Lin Feng's gaze was drawn to the chessboard between the two, where pieces were scattered like stars, and the situation was already at a stalemate.

He looked up at her and asked Song Yuwei, "Does Miss Song think I'm afraid of him?"

Song Yuwei gently shook her head: "General Lin is a hero who has killed over a hundred Tartars on the battlefield. How could he be afraid of a spoiled brat like him?"

"But scions of noble families have their pride and reliance. The military officer has humiliated him like this, and Yuwei is afraid he will seek revenge."

"After all, Wang Qian is not a magnanimous person."

Lin Feng casually picked up a black chess piece, rubbed it between his fingertips, and smiled.

"Since Miss Song knows he is narrow-minded, my musical score is superior to his, and he will hold a grudge and seek revenge sooner or later."

"Instead of being on the defensive, I should use Wang Qian as a target to establish my authority and let others know that I, Lin Feng, am not to be trifled with. Other petty people will naturally give up their plans to scheme against me."

He looked up and met Song Yuwei's beautiful eyes, his tone resolute.

"Just like in this game, White has the upper hand, aggressively pressing forward step by step. If Black continues to show weakness, it will be completely crushed sooner or later."

"Perhaps...we should turn against them!"

"Snapped!"

Black placed its piece steadily, and a look of surprise instantly appeared on Song Yuwei's pretty face.

Just because Lin Feng made that one move, the originally stalemate was instantly reversed, and the passive black pieces were directly brought back to life!

"So it turns out that General Lin deliberately provoked Young Master Wang to make an example of him..."

After regaining her composure, Song Yuwei became even more curious: "Sir, you're also skilled in chess?"

Lin Feng's train of thought jumped around extremely quickly, and even Song Yuwei, who was intelligent, was stunned by his actions.

Lin Feng remained unfazed and casually replied, "I know a little bit."

Now, Song Yuwei had to re-evaluate the young man in front of her.

He was in his early twenties, and was handsome and dashing.

Wu could annihilate hundreds of enemies in a single day.

Wen was able to complete the musical score that even she was at a loss for.

Now he even has a deep understanding of Go...

She had studied this game for several days but couldn't find a solution. Lin Feng, however, only looked at it for a moment and then turned the tide with a single move.

Curiosity completely took over Song Yuwei's mind.

Song Yuwei's favorability +5

"Yuwei also enjoys chess. Would you, Mr. Lin, be willing to play a game with her?"

Song Yuwei looked at Lin Feng with expectant eyes.

Lin Feng chuckled inwardly, then readily agreed, "Of course!"

When he was young, he often went to the chess club with his grandfather to watch chess games. At that time, he showed amazing talent in Go, which amazed his grandfather's group of chess friends.

Later, his grandfather personally taught him to play chess, from elementary school all the way to high school.

During this period, he also participated in Go competitions and was undefeated throughout the city.

Unfortunately, Go was already in decline at that time, and he ultimately failed to become a professional Go player.

My grandfather often said that Raymond Lam was born in the wrong era.

If he had been born in ancient times when Go was popular, he would surely have become a master of Go.

At times like these, Grandma's nagging would ring in their ears: "Xiaofeng, don't be like your grandpa. He played Go his whole life, and all he got was a cabinet full of trophies and certificates. You'll be successful when you grow up and make a lot of money, so stay away from Go!"

Memories from before his transmigration quietly surfaced. Lin Feng took a deep breath and blew away the steam rising from the hot tea that Cherry had just served.

"Miss Song, please!"

Song Yuwei, playing white, made the first move. After pondering for a moment, she slowly placed her piece.

Lin Feng did not hesitate for long, and immediately placed his piece, his movements swift and decisive.

The two played chess, and before they knew it, nearly half an hour had passed.

"Snapped!"

Lin Feng placed a piece, a smile playing on his lips: "Miss Song, you're too kind!"

Song Yuwei's beautiful eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief.

She lost?

She knows best just how skilled she is at chess.

Before she was stranded in Zhenyuan City, she was the best chess player in her family, but she never expected to lose to Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin... would you mind playing another game of chess with Yuwei?"

Song Yuwei's face was flushed, and her eyes held a hint of stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

"Great!" Lin Feng readily agreed. "Being able to play chess with a beauty would be a delightful experience, why not?"

The two set up the chessboard again and played against each other. This time, the game was much faster, and the winner was decided in just 45 minutes.

"Snapped!"

Lin Feng made his move, and Song Yuwei was completely stunned.

"I...I lost again?"

She stared intently at the chessboard, still unable to believe she had lost two games in a row.

Lin Feng picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and asked in a calm tone, "Miss Song, would you like some more?"

Song Yuwei raised her head, her cheeks flushed from the emotional turmoil, and stared at Lin Feng with reproachful eyes: "General Lin really does... know a little bit about chess!"

She had already figured it out; Lin Feng was clearly a chess master who was deliberately playing dumb to humiliate her!

Lin Feng sensed the resentment in her words and smiled leisurely.

"I learned chess from my grandfather when I was young, but after he passed away, I never touched a chessboard again."

"Besides, the world is in chaos now, and even the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty is about to fall. A mere chess skill is no match for the iron hooves of the northern barbarians."

"Lin Feng did not intend to hide it, Miss Song, please don't be offended."

Although Song Yuwei is stunningly beautiful, she is two years younger than Lin Feng and still retains some of the innocence and naivety of a young girl.

After hearing this explanation, the pent-up anger in my heart instantly dissipated.

Then, she smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"Today, Yuwei lost to Lin Junye, and she accepts the defeat wholeheartedly."

"Since we've lost, there should be a prize. What gift would you like, sir?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's heart stirred. He leaned forward, getting closer to Song Yuwei, his gaze gradually becoming intense.

"Miss Yuwei guessed right, I do have a gift I want."

A delicate and sweet fragrance wafted from Song Yuwei. She didn't avoid Lin Feng's gaze, but instead smiled charmingly, her beauty captivating: "Please speak, sir!"

Raymond Lam bluntly stated, "I want to... catch a glimpse of the girl's face."

Whether it's Song Yuwei's looks and figure, or the "lucky charm" attribute, he's determined to have her.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuwei's smile grew even brighter: "General Lin is indeed frank! You played two games with Yuwei, so Yuwei should repay you in kind."

As she spoke, she gently pulled on the light veil covering her face and slowly removed it.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Even though I had already expected the beauty to have a system rating of 99 points.

But now, seeing his true face in person, Raymond Lam was still deeply attracted.

Her phoenix eyes were full of affection, and her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Song Yuwei's features are so exquisite that there is not a single flaw, as if she were the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator.

One glance is enough to make someone lose their mind.

Looking at her face, Lin Feng suddenly felt that she had a striking resemblance to Zhou Zhiruo in a certain classic version of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber," but she was more youthful and beautiful than that version, making her an enhanced version of "Zhou Zhiruo."

No wonder that bastard Wang Qian was so infatuated with her.

"Why isn't General Lin speaking?" Song Yuwei asked softly, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Lin Feng took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in his heart.

The ancients said that a beautiful woman is like jade, and they were absolutely right!

"Miss Yuwei, would you mind testing your three trials?"

Upon seeing Song Yuwei's true face, he was truly moved and offered up fifty military merits without hesitation.

Seeing this, Song Yuwei's smile deepened.

She was well aware of how outstanding her appearance was, and Lin Feng's reaction was exactly what she expected.

"Alright, since General Lin is determined to overcome these three challenges, Yuwei will gladly oblige!"

She paused, then pointed out the window.

"The first challenge is to compose a poem on the spot."

"Sir, look! The moon hangs high tonight, and the night is perfect. Let us compose a poem on the theme of 'Bright Moon'!"